The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife-Chapter 242: Do you think I would feel at ease letting you take my child out alone?
Zhou Lin stepped on Cheng Zhiwu’s leg, who had not yet risen, pressing down hard; Cheng Zhiwu immediately let out a scream like a slaughtered pig and tried to get up, only to be punched back down by the bodyguard.
"Zhiwu, Zhiwu," Cheng Can was so frightened she nearly cried.
Zhou Lin casually retracted his foot and walked over to Cheng Zhiwei, touching her hair and then her cheek, "Are you alright?"
It had never occurred to Cheng Zhiwei that he would come, and it took her a moment to react, instinctively asking, "How did you get here?"
Her tone was clearly unhappy.
She didn’t welcome his arrival.
Zhou Lin knew this perfectly well and clenched his teeth, humming in her ear with a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Do you think I would feel at ease with you going out alone with my child?"
"If you took the opportunity to run away with my child, or you carelessly lost my child, where would I go to make sense of it?"
This reason was indeed impeccable and aboveboard.
Cheng Zhiwei curled her lips and stopped speaking.
Now that Zhou Lin had come, he would naturally deal with this farce, and she was off the hook.
Zhou Lin firmly took her hand and stood shoulder to shoulder with her before saying distantly to Guo Cuihua, "Mom, happy birthday."
Guo Cuihua nodded with mixed feelings.
She knew that Cheng Zhiwei was ultimately going to leave, but looking at Zhou Lin’s attitude towards Cheng Zhiwei right now, he cared about her.
Cheng Can, Cheng Zhiwu, and those who wanted money were all pinned down by Zhou Lin’s bodyguards, unable to move.
Cheng Can shouted furiously, knowing Cheng Shang’s character, she directly vented her anger at him, "Cheng Shang, you ingratitude, are you just going to watch me being bullied by Cheng Zhiwei like this?"
"I knew it, you have become ungrateful now that you are successful, you look down on us."
"Cheng Shang, are you trying to force me to death?"
Cheng Shang was furious, his face turning to steel, and he yelled at Cheng Zhiwei, "What do you think you’re doing, not letting go of your aunt and Brother Zhiwu?"
Zhou Lin’s face carried a faint smile, "Dad, they just tried to lay their hands on my wife."
His tone was icy.
Cheng Shang’s eyebrows knitted slightly, "They didn’t hurt her."
He spoke with brash confidence; Cheng Zhiwei couldn’t help but laugh.
Cheng Shang might also have realized his words were a bit too much, so he softened his tone and said, "You just arrived and don’t know what happened, I don’t blame you, we are all family, let them go."
Zhou Lin waved his hand, and the bodyguards released them, still watching them vigilantly, though.
The claimants seeing the tide had turned, warned Cheng Zhiwu and quickly fled.
Cheng Zhiwu looked at Cheng Can miserably, "Mom, think of something quick."
Cheng Can could bend or stand as the situation demanded; she immediately knelt on the ground and pulled Cheng Zhiwu to kneel as well.
They beseeched pitifully, "Third brother, third sister-in-law, I know I was wrong, I shouldn’t have kept it from you, but I had no other choice. I only have this one son, and I am counting on him to provide for me in my old age, I can’t just watch as he becomes crippled."
"Please save him, I beg you," she said, and indeed began to kowtow vigorously.
Someone in the crowd sighed, "Having such a son is indeed no easy task."
"Yeah, you can’t just watch as he gets beaten to death by those debt collectors."
"You still have to think of a way to get through this crisis, and worry about other things later."
Cheng Can suddenly became the victim.
Many eyes turned to Cheng Shang, as if he were ungrateful if he didn’t present the deed to the house.
Cheng Zhiwei sneered, "Auntie is quite interesting, failing to discipline your son and then dragging our family into it to take the fall. Does our family not deserve to live?"
"Your family still has property in Yucheng," Cheng Can wiped her tears from her chin, "but I only have this one son, Cheng Zhiwei, he is your brother after all."
"Enough," Cheng Shang said sharply and handed the deed over to Cheng Can, "First, let’s resolve Zhiwu’s issue; we can talk about the rest later."
Cheng Can and Cheng Zhiwu immediately got up, "Thank you, third brother, thank you."
Cheng Zhiwei was furious and wanted to snatch the deed back, but Guo Cuihua stopped her.
She spoke gently, "Why don’t you and Ah Lin sit on the couch?"
As she spoke, she pulled Cheng Zhiyin and Wang Mei into a room, without closing the door, she dragged out a suitcase and began to pack in front of everyone.
Cheng Shang grew anxious and went in to pull Guo Cuihua, "Cuihua, what are you doing?"
Guo Cuihua pushed him away and said calmly, "I’ve had enough, Cheng Shang, I’m sick of you using the hard-earned money we saved our whole lives to plug their endless holes."
"But..."
"Zhiwei is right, they raised you successful, but they never raised me."
"You..."
"I’ve followed you for half my life, and you’ve taken every cent of my salary to care for her, and I’ve accepted it because we are husband and wife, but you can forget about taking any more money from me for her in the future."
Guo Cuihua’s heart ached terribly, she had endured for half her life and didn’t want to endure any longer.
Since he cared so much for the Cheng family, he might as well go and live with them.
She didn’t want him anymore.
Her brother-in-law was about to get a divorce, and Cheng Rong couldn’t just sit back and do nothing. Annoyed, she glared at Cheng Can, "Big sister, hurry up and give the house deed back to our third sister-in-law."
Cheng Can hugged the house deed in the corner, scoffing, "That’s my younger brother’s property, what does it have to do with her, an outsider?"
"Just shut up," Cheng Rong said angrily.
Guo Cuihua sneered, hastily stuffing a few clothes into her suitcase, "Cheng Shang, like I said, divorce."
"Cuihua, don’t be impulsive."
Guo Cuihua took a deep breath, her tone ice cold, "I’m not angry, from the time you defended Seo Zhenzhen against Zhiwei, I should have realized what kind of person you are and have left you sooner."
Zhou Lin’s bodyguards saw the suitcase was packed and came over to push it out.
Cheng Shang turned pale, trying to stop Guo Cuihua but was pulled back by Cheng Can, "Let her go, I don’t believe she really dares to divorce you."
"She’s past her prime, who could she find that is better than you after the divorce?"
Zhou Lin sneered, "That mouth sure is powerful."
As his words fell, Cheng Can’s arms were pinned down on both sides before she could even scream, her face met with a slap.
Wang Mei did the slapping.
Wang Mei had used a great deal of strength; Cheng Can’s face swelled up quickly.
Wang Mei held her chin high with a cold demeanor. Even if just a servant, after more than twenty years with the Zhou family, she had an authority that exceeded ordinary people like Cheng Can who only knew how to make a scene.
"Low-class trash, daring to bully our young madam."
She snatched the house deed, "You have no competence, and the son you gave birth to is useless, causing trouble and expecting others to clean up your mess, and you feel no shame."
"Only those men without ability would indulge you."
Cheng Shang, who lacked ability, caught the veiled insult but said nothing, merely watching Guo Cuihua with a complicated expression.
Wang Mei handed the house deed to Guo Cuihua.
After a moment of thought, Guo Cuihua walked up to Cheng Shang and stuffed the house deed into his hand, "Take care of yourself."
With that, she turned and walked away without a hint of hesitation.
She wanted a divorce and didn’t want the house.
Cheng Zhiwei laughed sarcastically, "Today is mom’s birthday, and dad sure gave her a big birthday present."
A group of people left in imposing manner. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
The house quickly fell silent and empty.
Cheng Shang stood there in a daze, seemingly unable to believe that Guo Cuihua had really walked away like that.
"What are you staring for, not going to chase her back?" Cheng Rong pushed Cheng Shang, urging him, "Hurry up."
Cheng Can immediately jumped up, discontented, "Chase what? She left on her own, what’s it got to do with you?"
After she spoke, she snatched the house deed back and hugged it to her chest, urging Cheng Shang, "Third brother, let’s deal with the house matter first."
"Big sister, now that third brother is dealing with a divorce, how can you still be thinking about the house?" Cheng Rong was speechless.
"What about my Zhiwu then?" Cheng Can asked as matter-of-factly, pulling Cheng Shang out the door.
Hotel.
Zhou Lin booked an entire floor of the best hotel and arranged for Guo Cuihua and the others to stay there. Cheng Zhiyin, worried that Guo Cuihua might be distraught, decided to stay in the same room to keep her company.
Cheng Zhiwei was taken back to her room by Zhou Lin.
They had barely entered the room when she was embraced by Zhou Lin.
Zhou Lin tilted his head and kissed her cheek, his smile tender, "I’ve missed you so much."
Love words came easily to him.
But Cheng Zhiwei’s response was lukewarm, and naturally, she wouldn’t utter the word ’miss’ herself.
She subtly extricated herself from Zhou Lin’s embrace and sat down on the sofa, pouting, "Aren’t you busy?"
She restrained herself and spoke with Zhou Lin in a calm tone and demeanor.
Zhou Lin could see her resistance but didn’t mind; he simply poured her a cup of hot water, "It’s mom’s birthday, no matter how busy I am, I have to be here."
Cheng Zhiwei looked down at the cup, "It’s just a pity that the birthday was ruined like this."
Zhou Lin stroked her cheek and spoke softly, "I’ve already instructed the hotel to prepare a meal and order a cake. It’s mom’s birthday, and we’ll celebrate with her."
Cheng Zhiwei pursed her lips; Zhou Lin had arranged everything properly.
